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today, i braved the world with my fugly frizz. im going to call my hair frizz from now on. i was suppose to wake up at 6.30am this morning; it was the first morning with frizz so i was afraid i needed extra time to tame it. i woke up at 7am instead, it's still an extra 30 minutes from the time i normally get up. i saw my reflection in the mirror and wanted to go straight to bed. 


i've dug 2 feet of my grave, 4 more feet to go. 

first day out with frizz.
it looked fine ONLY FROM THE FRONT.
turn sideways, you see the true frizz.
*hides face*



excluding the walk out of the salon, the world hasnt since me like this. im too afraid to go out with frizz. so scared. it's too extreme, i cant cope with frizz!! i want to hide. help me.

i screwed my new pair of heels within the first 5 minutes i walked in it. there is no more hope in the world. either that or march just isnt my month. meg texted me and apparently some loser stole my cherry sticker from my lock. heart takes flight.

i have to get over frizz and love life more. what is there to love? ... tomorrow is saturday, i can sleep in and not worry about frizz. i going to stay home and do my assignment.

i took the wrong turn in life, damn. shouldve gone left.

if only God made me a wombat.

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